Two Hearts as Old Friends What Might Have Been
Two friends they thought it would never end,
They just wanted their love to blend,
Friends and lovers what can you say?
Your words take my breath away.
Their life was in each other’s heart.
How would they ever know it was a dart,
A dart that would kill their love.
Just like a dying dove.
There was no more love flying,
Just more and more crying,
Now we are apart,
Like we were from the start,
Now we cry for each the other,
Like we did when we needed our mother.
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2019